Daily Archive: December 29, 2025

Delicate flower.

Delicate flower. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places.                                 Delicate flower. I was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey… Continue reading

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Ancient floors.

Ancient floors. In the mirrors of time.Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better.The broken roads leave me spiraling in the memories of… Continue reading

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